Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2002 18:02:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Marie LeClare
Subject: Spanked cheerleader - under Lesbian Adult youth
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents
either are products of the author's imagination or are used
fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons,
living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Spanked cheerleader
By
Marie LeClare
I was a member of our football's cheerleading squad and proudly wore the
sexy short, pleated purple and gold skirt and was lucky, because at the age
of 14, I was well matured beyond the other girls, and had a full, firm bust
to fill the sweaters we were given to wear on the Friday's preceding a
football game.
I had little sexual experience but once in awhile when my hormones were
raging, I would go to the girlsroom on these Friday mornings to slip out of
my bra so that my long, hard nipples would create a sexy silhouette
underneath my sweater.
Once in a while I would even remove my panties so that I could discretely
reach up under my skirt when sitting at my desk and play with my pusspuss
and bring myself to a secret hot orgasm.
Another favorite pastime was to remove my panties so that when I would lean
over to take a sip from the water fountain I could excite myself with the
thought that one of the boys that I wanted to impress would get an eyeful.
One week prior to the big game against our long-standing rival school, I
had been chosen by chance and entered into a pact of secrecy with the other
girls to paint our school's mascot symbol on our rival's school.
It had been an annual event which was supposed to become an annual
tradition.
Unfortunately, however, I was caught in the act.
Friday, the next morning, I rushed to the restroom to stuff my bra into my
purse and was now proudly sporting my pleated short skirt and tightly
fitting sweater. Upon leaving the restroom, I ran into our assistant
vice-principal, Mr. Edwards.
Mr. Edwards was a 5'10" tall handsome specimen. I had a secret crush on
him.
Mr. Edwards asked me where I was the night before and I was tongue-tied. My
lips moved but nothing came out. He then told me to report to his office
immediately.
When I entered his office, he rose from his desk and came around to close
the door and told me to sit down. He started to pace the floor and told me
that he had anticipated this annual act of vandalism and staked out the
area where our rival's school bus was parked. I was caught in the act.
He told me that he had no choice but to take away my position on the
cheerleading squad.
I was mortified. The thought of being thrown off the squad let alone having
my parents find out and giving up my uniform was more than I could bear.
Tears began to stream down my cheeks and I wept and started to plead with
Mr. Edwards to reconsider his decision. He stood firm on his decision and
he held his chin in his hand as he listened to my continuing pleas. He
knew how much the squad meant to me.
I said that I would accept any other form of punishment other than having
to give up my position on the squad.
He then suggested that 10 firm swats with the dreaded paddle that was bored
with holes would be considered to be sufficient punishment as long as I
would promise never to participate in such vandalism again and didn't tell
my parents about this form of punishment, because it was outlawed at the
schools. I naturally made the promise and was happy to receive my paddling.
He bent me over his leather chair and I grabbed the edge of the seat as my
ass was raised high in the air. He gave me one large swat, and said,
"Marie, I want you to take your punishment like a big girl, pull down your
panties."
At first I was shocked, then my face and body flushed with heat, for the
idea of exposing myself was a long held fantasy of mine.
I reached up under my skirt and pulled my panties down all the way to my
ankles. The heat in my body rose to a fever pitch and I smiled slightly at
Mr. Edwards. He must have noticed my excitement because he snapped at me
to resume my position and ready myself for the rest of my punishment.
I leaned over the back of the chair again, raised my ass cheeks and exposed
pussy high in the air and grabbed hold of the edge of the seat.
Between my thighs, I could feel my pussy fur, that barely covered my pussy
rub up against the leather chair as I readied myself for the next round of
spanking.
Mr. Edward's hand drew back even further this time and the paddle landed
heavily on my bare ass with a loud smack.
With each repeated round, the strength of his strokes felt more and more
intense and I could feel the sting on my reddened hot ass as tears began to
stream down my cheeks.
I heard him draw back again and instinctively reached around to grasp the
paddle to stop it's approach but discovered that instead of the paddle, I
had grasped hold of his naked thigh.
We were both frozen in position. My pussy began to pulsate in rhythmic
speed that I felt his naked leg in my hand. Dampness formed between my
legs and moistened what pussy hair I had while the rest of my wetness
slowly trickled down the side of my leg. I was ready and willing to
receive slaps of his rod so I reached up for his dick, but instead of a
mans dick I grasped a long hard plastic dildo. Oh my God, Mr. Edwards was a
woman.
The thought of a woman invading my secret of secrets place was a fantasy I
had and it was coming true.
I directed the plastic dick towards me and I stretched my ass backward to
approach her target. I then put my other hand between my legs and reached
back for her stiff plastic dick and pulled it between my hot moist thighs
to brush it against my throbbing clit.
I ran the head between my legs again to further lubricate this stiff
plastic dick and excite my already ready pussy.
I opened my hand and massaged the dick against the folds of my dripping wet
cunt. I turned my head around and looked up to Ms. Edwards with my big
brown eyes and said "Fuck me with your dick. Fuck me hard, and I'll promise
to be good."
I leaned over the chair again and spread my legs apart to create an opening
for this approaching instrument. I directed her to my tight soaking cunt.
She firmly grabbed hold of both my hips and slowly teased me with the tip
of its head. I wanted her to drive it deeper but she said I would have to
hold still and wait, and should just hold onto the sides of the chair, bend
over and not let a sound out of my mouth.
I obediently leaned further forward and braced myself for what was to come.
She drove herself deeper and deeper inside me. At first her rhythm was
slow, but then her pace quickened with every approach until she began
slapping me, spanking me as she fucked me. Her spankings were making me
hotter and hotter.
Her body slamming against mine was as loud as the paddle and her plastic
dick would jump up in front of my pussy which excited me more and more.
The continuing thrust of her body increased to a fever pitch at which point
she drove it harder and deeper within me and I did all I could to hold back
my screams of passion. I was cumming and I felt the rush of my liquids
explode within me as she continued to thrash her body forward until she
slowed to what I thought was a final thrust. I had by then collapsed limp
over the leather chair.
She then kneeled behind me and I felt her rub her breast along the crack of
my ass, teasing my asshole with her rockhard nipple. Then with my legs
parted she put her stiff nipple in my pussy and started to fuck me with it.
A few moments later I felt her snakelike tongue licking my firm ass
cheeks. She dragged her tongue along the crack of my ass, only stopping
long enough to tease my asshole with the tip of her tongue. She then
plunged her tongue deep in my pussy, probing my pussy walls as she used one
hand to pat my clit. I looked over my shoulder, as she was tongue fucking
me, and saw her other hand pumping her pussy. She stopped only long enough
to say, "Cum bitch, fill my mouth with your honey". That was all I needed
and my cunt exploded with a mind blowing orgasm. Then moments later I heard
her loudly moan as she climaxed.
I'll never forget her last words, "Let this be a lesson to you, Marie", she
said with a smile, "the next time you ever get into trouble again, you will
find yourself in this office again and I'll have no choice but to punish
you".
Needless to say, I was forever getting into trouble, but that's another
story.
If you like this story please write me, MarieLeClare@Yahoo.com.
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